Mr. Charles's Hidden Wife novel Chapter 125

On Saturday, Wendy woke up at 9 a.m. after a very good sleep.

But she did not get up immediately. She lied in the bed to browse the web.

Elizabeth's scandals replaced the romantic news about her and Henson to be the hottest issue now.

Just after a single night, the entire world seemed to know her ugly past and begin to hate her.

"She had dated with many boys at a very age, and even got an abortion before."

"She once had a sugar daddy when she was in the college..."

"She never helped any star, but only made things hard fro them."

Some people even dug out her old love rumors with several other young wealthy masters at the same time.

Wendy was surprised to see so many bad news on Elizabeth. What happened now?

And what a rotten day to Elizabeth!

But it seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Wendy then read some other news. About 10: 30, she finally got up to wash up and went downstairs to the grocery store.

She spent a long time in it and bought a full market cart of food.

Before the apartment, she saw a new car was parked at the parking lot.

But she did not think much about it and went upstairs directly.

She just went into the room. Two strong arms instantly circled her.

Before Wendy screamed, Henson spoke, "It's me."

Wendy turned her head to look at Henson behind her.

"Why are you… here? Didn't you say that you had to leave for business for a week? "

Henson pulled Wendy into his embrace. "Why not pick up the phone?"

Wendy did not what to say.

"Hmm?" Henson released Wendy and looked into her eyes. "Tell me about it. I want to know why you refuse to answer my phone so that I have to put aside the important work and hurry back here."

"So you mean you came back earlier because I didn't answer your phone yesterday?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I am here?"

Wendy felt guilty.

She just lost her temper so she refused to talk with him to vent her dissatisfaction.

She thought he wasn't in the country, and would not do anything to her anyway.

But… she really did not expect him to give up an important work and came back.

Thinking of the last time when Henson sent desserts to her in the middle of an important contact, and his secretary was so anxious that he even called her to check Henson's whereabouts, Wendy could not help but feel more more guilty for him this time.

"I... I just happened to be in a bad mood, and didn't want to talk with anyone. I didn't know you would be affected by this."

After saying that, Wendy stomped her feet in depression. "Why do you have to come back now? Aren't you making me feeling even worse now?"

Henson poked her eyebrows gently. "Are you trying to let me take the blame? I worried you might had got some trouble so I came back."

"What can happen to me here? This is my hometown."

"But I am not sure what's on your mind. Like before, you came Toronto without telling me at all."

"I.

.. I just went there to have a trip. "

"So, what made you feel bad?"

Wendy did not know how to explain that.

"Tell me."

Wendy pursed her lips and looked at him. How could she tell him that it was because of him.

"I just missed my mom. And I usually don't want to talk to anyone at that time." Wendy lied.

"You're back now. Then what about your business? I really didn't expect to affect you."

"Only you can affect me." Henson smiled to her.

A little red showed up on Wendy's face. She was a little touched. "I'm sorry."

"I have a good suggestion for you to compensated me. Would you like to hear it?"

"What's it?" Wendy looked at him in puzzlement.

Henson carried her up immediately.

The shopping bags automatically slid from her hands to the floor.

Wendy then realized that Henson must be planning to something naughty now.